1980 motion picture thriller in which a warped, frustrated young film buff strikes back at his tormentors by dressing as characters from classic movies (Dracula, Hopalong Cassidy, James Cagney in gangster mode) and killing them.

I have to confess that not only did I see this film in the theater when it came out, but I also read the novelization. All I can say in my defense is at the time I myself was a warped, frustrated young film buff, and the idea of whacking bullies in a way that also served to confirm my superior status as a cultural cognoscente was immensely appealing.